Restless
Riley: Oh, yeah. Having the inside scoop on the administration's own bay of mutated pigs is definitely an advantage.
Willow: It's like you're blackmailing the government. In a...patriotic way.
Xander: Dinner is served. And my very own recipe.
Willow: Ooh, you pushed the button on the microwave that says "popcorn?"
Xander: Well, we got plenty of vid. And I'm putting in a preemptive bid for "Apocalypse Now", huh?
Willow: Did you get anything less heart-of-darknessy?
Willow: This isn't "Madame Butterfly", is it? Because I have a whole problem with opera.
Tara: Things aren't going very well.
Willow: No! This drama class is just...I think they're really just doing things in the proper way, and now I'm in a play, and my whole family's out there, and why is there a cowboy in "Death of A Salesman", anyway?
Willow: I don't know why it's after me.
Buffy: Well, you must have done something.
Willow: No, I never do anything. I'm very seldom naughty.
Buffy: Why are you still in costume?
Willow: Okay, still having to explain wherein this is just my outfit.
Willow: The first Slayer. Wow.
Xander: Not big with the socialization.
Willow: Or the floss.
Joyce: I'm guessing I missed some fun?
Willow: The spirit of the first Slayer tried to kill us in our dreams.
Joyce: Oh. You want some hot chocolate?
All: Yeah!
Xander: Yeah, from now on, you keep your Slayer friends out of my dreams. Is that clear?
Willow: She's not good for the sleepin'.
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